I was all edges and jaded eyes
Long before
you met me, with sweet smiles
- all teeth
My laugh gets louder
I get taller
But I was only edges
Before you met me
I'm sorry but I think
You would've liked me
Before when I was innocent,
always straightforward
Than this twisted
Hardened joke I've become.
You need to go.
Before I become too dependent
You have to go.
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 8:45 PM UTC
I was all edges and jaded eyes
Long before
you met me, with sweet smiles
- all teeth
My laugh gets louder
I get taller
But I was only edges
Before you met me
I'm sorry but I think
You would've liked me
Before when I was innocent,
always straightforward
Than this twisted
Hardened joke I've become.
You need to go.
Before I become too dependent
You have to go.
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